29 January 2002

I've been sitting here at the computer for nearly ten minutes, trying to think of something - anything - to write about this morning.

But there's nothing on my mind.

No, let me be more precise: There's nothing on my mind that I would be willing to talk about that I think would interest any of you in the slightest.

There's work, which is going fairly well right now, but as all I'm doing is writing a paper, it's not very exciting.

There the Hall, but those of you who don't share that particular obsession are, beyond the shadow of a doubt, bored to tears with it. And anyway, I'm trying to discourage the impression that I'm a pathetic geek who has to invent imaginary people to have lives for me because my own is so boring. I'm probably not succeeding at that, but I'm trying anyway.

There's the massive file organization and clean-up effort I'm slowly doing on my computer, but that has to be, if anything, even more boring. (The exciting part will be when I get it all done. If I ever get it all done.)

There's an assortment of minor medical issues, ranging from "too minor to be worth mentioning" (and since I mentioned my broken thumbnail a few days ago, I'll let you make some assumptions about what that means) to "mildly embarrassing and/or gross." Those of you who read my journal while drinking your morning coffee and eating breakfast: You're welcome.

I could tell you about how the cat seems to like the new cat food I bought last week much better, and already has started looking a little less gaunt.

I could tell you about the faint honeysuckle scent in my new body wash, and why I like it so much.

I could tell you about the dish I'm going to make for dinner tonight (lemon-garlic chicken) and how proud I am of myself that I remembered to take the chicken out of the freezer this morning.

I could tell you about today's list of "Five Things To Be Happy About" on my page-a-day calendar, but of the five, I've only ever actually experienced two of them, and they really weren't all that great.

Or I could just go and have a cup of coffee, and appreciate the fact that my life is orderly and quiet at the moment.

--Liz